i have a couple of stories to tell about how ppl met, who eventually got married. some are amazing in the extreme. i thought others might have an interesting story to share as well, or one they know about and might post them here.
disclaimer: names/places have been changed to preserve anonymity.
[font="georgia"]1) a new friend shared this with me today: he was raised in america, of north indian heritage. he met his future wife in lamoxeyville, when he was 23 and she was 18. well, really, they lived about an hour's flight apart, in large cities. she was also of indian heritage, but from southern india. her parents were very traditional, and had an arranged marriage planned for her. when they realized how serious my friend and their daughter were, they pulled her out of school (college) and a week later were at the large nearby airport with her, plane ticket to india in hand, for her to fly back to india to marry the man of their choosing.
she, of course, was beside herself, and crying and pleading with them there in the terminal. a security guard approached and inquired if everything was alright. "no!" she replied, and proceeded to tell him she was being sent away from her intended. her parents tried to dismiss the guard, telling him this affair was none of his business. as the young lady was 18, he insisted they had no say in what she chose, and whisked her away to a secure area.
she phoned my friend, who flew out to meet her at the airport. the guard got her out of the airport via a private side door, and my friend rented a car and drove to his cousin's house, who then drove the couple to las vegas the next day, where they were married.
that was over 10 yr ago. they are still happily married. they have children now. her father has never seen his grandchildren. despite many attempts, my friend's wife has never been able to persuade her father of her love for her husband (my friend), nor of her husband's goodness, ability to earn a good living for his family, and his devotion to her.
[font="century gothic"][color="darkslategray"]2) a man stopped at a convenience store for a small purchase and noticed the young, attractive female clerk wore black. "you must be unhappy," he remarked, "as you're wearing black."
"oh," she replied, as she glanced down at her clothes. "i'm wearing black because i like it. but i guess i am a little unhappy."
intrigued, the man asked why she was unhappy.
"my parents have arranged a marriage for me, with a man i don't like, and i don't know what to do about it."
"really?" the man asked. "well, why don't you marry me? i'm a truck driver and make good money, so i can support you."
the young lady studied him briefly and said, "thanks for the support anyway, but i know you're kidding."
"no, no really, i'm not kidding. tell you what: i'll come back tomorrow, and see what your answer is, after you've had some time to think about it. see you tomorrow!" and with that, he left.
the next day, to her surprise, he returned.
"have you decided? are you ready to marry me?" he asked.
the lady considered briefly and then declared, "why not?"
she took him home to her parents that afternoon, and while they were initially resistant to the idea, they finally agreed that he would be able to support their daughter, and consented to the marriage.
the young lady and the truck driver were married four days later.
now, you may wonder how their marriage fared: they knew each other for 20 minutes, were engaged four days, and then got married.
they celebrated 63 years of marriage, to see children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren, together before their deaths, within three years of each other.
[font="arial"]3) my grandma (whom i never met) grew up in greece, and as a young woman was smitten with a young man in her neighborhood. he returned the feelings; her family didn't. as in the movie my big fat greek wedding, she was greek, he was a turk, and her family didn't approve of the match. they sent her off, bag and baggage, to america, to marry an older man, a successful restauranteur. they were married many years (i don't know about the quality of the marriage
), had three children and many grandchildren, my father being one of their children, and i am one of the grandchildren.
well, i may have more in the future but that's the end of my entry for now! please add to the thread! (and yours doesn't have to be a tale of prearranged marriages gone awry, either, lol! it just happened that those two were on my mind as i started the thread!)
Aug 29, '06
My parents come from very conservative families - by conservative meaning very authoritarian, very strict.
It was the norm those days. You don't look your parents in the eye when you speak, always have your head bowed, address must be in the formal (never informal), respect and obey your older siblings etc. etc.
Well, anyways, apparently my Father wasn't exactly an unknown to my Mother (they were distant relations)*.
I still remember feeling all in awe when my grandmother (father's mother) tells me that apaprently, one fine day, Father marches right upto grandpa, looks him straight in the eye, points to my Mother and said "If ever I get married, that is the woman I'm going to marry".
Wow! MY Father. The quiet, mild mannered, soft spoken guy?!! NO WAY! LOL
My Father is the only one from his family who didn't have an arranged marriage - he has one older brother, three older sisters and two younger brothers (all of whom had arranged marriages).
Heh! I still think my Father's wedding picture is great - macho side burns, a french beard and slick bell bottoms!
My parents celebrated their 31st anniversary this year
I still think about it sometimes - how the devil did someone like grandpa ever let my Father get away with somehing like that?! Maybe considering his own past, maybe it's not all that implausible. Well apparently, grandpa's wedding to my grandmother (who was considered quite the looker in her younger days) created a minor scandal - in terms of arrangements and speed and the difference in age between the bride and groom!
Sadly, I never met my paternal grandfather - he died almost 7 years before I was born. My grandmother never re-married nor became involved in another relationship.
* : Yes, I know all about "inbred" jokes
Last edit by Roy Fokker on Aug 29, '06